pitter, patter noises were heard against the tinted windows, swirls of gust motioned towards the north-west as the only man-made melodies that were played were coming down the boy's rustic abode. a soft jazz piece was heard from the room across noah's, creating a warm and simplistic atmosphere in his cherished family's cabin. mother was whipping up his favourite homemade apple crumble with a side of nuts and yogurt as he soon prepared for his wonderful winter morning.

noah yawned as he gazed upon the scenery before him from his window. his tiresome face soon switched to a sight of excitement. rustles and turns, making an ecstatic commotion through his room as he wanted to dress in warmly fitted attire to go outside and play in the snow. soon after, he made his way downstairs to be greeted by his mother and nana. he quickly ate his breakfast whilst his mother occasionally nagged him to slow down but he didn't fret.

the rummaging footsteps he made toward his front door just to be bestowed upon the purely pigmented white snow, crunched by the footprints of others, softly whistling through the air. his lips soon formed a joyous grin as he took in this moment of excitement he couldn't wait to experience.

after a while, noah seemed to relax a bit in the snow from the poorly made yet sturdy igloo he had created. noah yawned as he watched the world go by, the sun continued to be risen as the faint rays glistened beautifully upon the white ground surface. noah then spotted someone out in the snow too, seeing their winter covered boots and fluffy attire, he stuck his head out of his fort, watching them from afar with those doe eyes of his.